This is my first fanfic in a long time, so don't judge me :)

The white lights above me were blinding, and the heat in the room was immense. I was tired, and it had barely begun.

''Now Claire. When you next feel a contraction, I need you to give me a hard push.'' The nurse standing at the bottom of my bed informed me. I felt a wave of pain engulf me as my contraction arrived. I pushed, hard, squeezing Shane's had so tight I was afraid it would break. I stopped pushing, panting hard.

''You're doing great Claire. Keep going, you'll be fine.'' Shane's voice whispered in my ear, his breathe tickling me ear. This had been going on for over an hour now, and I had no idea how I had managed to stay awake that long. Eve had popped in and out, checking on me and going back into the hall to tell Michael. I hadn't wanted Michael to be there. I was embarrassed about Shane being there as well, but they had insisted, so I couldn't really stop them. Pain washed over me again. I pushed, hard. The pain died down a bit, and when I looked up, the nurse was smiling. She gently placed my baby in my arms. A beautiful little girl. It wasn't until I tasted salt that I realised I was crying. She looked so perfect. After Shane had cut the cord, I passed her over. He Held her gently, head down whispering to her. He gave her back, tears welling in his eyes.

''I'll go get Eve.'' He said and disappeared out into the hall. Moments later, Eve appeared at the side of my bed, grinning like mad. She had layed off most of the Goth make-up today, with just a pale face and raccoon eyes. She hopped up and down madly.

''Boy or girl? What's its name? How heavy is it?'' She rambled.

''Eve!'' I said loudly, getting her to shut up. '' Its a little girl. Shane and I still haven't come to a decision on a name, and they haven't weighed her yet.''

''Can I hold her?'' Eve said quietly, smiling. I held out my baby, and Eve took her with expert care. She started rocking her back and forth. Like a real mother. ''So, what have you considered for a name?''

''Well, we had old fashioned ones like Beverley and Emily and Hepsibar, then some new ones like Zoe and Lilly.''

''Hepsibar is to weird. Lilly is to sweet, you don't want her with a girly name and she turns out like me.'' Eve said with a wink.'' So it's between Beverley, Zoe and Emily.''

''Well, I'll talk with Shane, and let you know.'' I felt bad for Eve. She was getting all excited over my baby, knowing she was never going to be able to hold or name her own.

''Eve. Can I ask you something?''

''Sure thing Claire Bear.''

''Does it ever bother you knowing that you can't have children with Michael?'' Eves face clouded over for a minute and a small frown formed.

''Sometimes yeah. But I suppose I will just have to spoil little one here rotten!'' I was glad that Eve didn't seem to down about it. ''So, my turn now. How much did it hurt?'' The question threw me a little bit.

''Um, not a lot, then a lot, then a heck of a lot, then not a lot. It's kinda hard to explain.'' The door opened and Michaels blond head appeared.

''Are you done gossiping, or am I still not allowed in?'' He grinned and stepped over the threshold. ''So, how you feeling?''

''Seriously? I just gave birth, I haven't eaten in like 3 days and I feel like I could sleep for a week! How do you think I'm felling?''

''Just as feisty as normal then.'' Michael smiled. ''Eve, we better leave them. Its been a hard day for Claire, and Shane for that matter.'' I was confused. All Shane had to do was stand there and tell me I was doing fine. Michael saw the confusion flicker in my eyes. '' You broke 3 of his fingers. Think he might have deserved it as well.'' I instantly felt bad for that. How on earth had I managed to break 3 fingers? I don't even have enough strength to last 5 seconds in an arm wrestling match against Eve! Eve handed over Baby G and then lent over and hugged me. Michael kissed me and Baby G on the cheek and left. The room was quiet for 5 or so minutes. Baby G started to whimper which led to a full blown cry. I had no idea what she wanted. She seemed hungry, so I gave her a feed then she fell asleep on my chest. Another 10 minutes passed, with only the visit from the nurse to weigh Baby G. Shane finally returned, fingers bandaged up. He smiled and sank into the chair next to my bed. He looked tired. Like really tired.

''Sleep. You look like you need it.'' I told him, which was normally his line.

''Probably not as bad as you do.'' He stood up and gently took Baby G from me and placed her in the cot at the foot of my bed. He placed a gently kiss on her forehead and made he way back to me. He sat down on the edge of my duvet and placed his arm round me.

''Big day huh? It feels so weird thinking we are parents. So, have you narrowed down the names?''

''Me and Eve got down to Zoe, Emily and Beverley.''

''Wow, tough choice. I think Beverley is more of a middle name for her.''

''I guess, so Beverley is her second name. I think I like Zoe.''

''Zoe Beverley. Collins or Danvers?'' It was a tough choice.

''Zoe Beverley Danvers. Zoe Beverley Collins.'' I said trying them both out. ''Zoe Beverley Collins.'' I said, confirming my choice. Shane looked proud to have his last name chosen, not mine.

''It's perfect. Just like you.'' He said, placing a delicate kiss on my lips.

''You're turning sappy, you know that?'' I told him, grinning. Shane shook his head.

''I know. You must be rubbing off on me. Now sleep. You deserve it.'' I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. I swiftly drifted off into a world of warmth and darkness.